The news first. I had to make a phone call today, as a result of rapidly-changing circumstances beyond my control. As a consequence, I have an interview some time next week. More details as and when. No, sadly, not a job interview - and, thankfully, not a medical one.
And now the overwhelmingly sad news. My folks called me this morning, just now. Last night, one of their next door neighbours called round to let them know that our next door neighbour from opposite the road, Mrs Hurd, had passed during the night. She was, what, 80? I'm not sure. But we'll be checking the obits of the local newspaper today.
I've known Mrs Hurd since we moved to this town, more than 32 years ago. I will sorely, sorely miss her. She was one of the kindest women anyone could ever have had the privilege of knowing. She had, however, been suffering for some time, and it was really only a matter of time.
More news on both fronts later; quite possibly from the shed later tonight. That is all.